[THEATRICAL OF SOEKARNO IN ENDEH, FLORES]

Written by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto

Watching the moss peeled off the skins
from meat of coral by the rip of the sun.

Rock hurled to be dumb and hot
forged by steel of horseshoe onto the streets.

Farther his pain was such as widows,
coconut leaves stricken by the wandering wind.

Paralyzed the dust of dry season
its crying toward the grass of
island of Flower.

Panting breaths by the air clogged
solid slab of the clouds
stranded onto the legs of evening.

Stepping on the coastal of headland
on the old and faded sank
in intention of the thorns of night.

Ignored to the stars
the moon sprucing on the ocean
when lake of his eyes
made as the estuary.

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